Chapter 2080

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Rain of Thousand Swords

"Don't worry, I'm here. I'll make this little broken sword my sword slave."

Xiao Hei patted his chest and said confidently. Then he rushed out and summoned the Blood Immortal Sword to chase after the broken sword.

Perhaps it was because the Thunder Fire Sword and the Blood Immortal Sword were both swords, but the surrounding sword light storm did not seem to be able to stop the two at all. On the contrary, Zhuo Wen's body was continuously hindered, and he could not increase his speed at all.

However, Zhuowen's Divine Sense was always paying attention to the Thunder Fire Sword and the Blood Immortal Sword.

"Dragon Master, it's just a broken sword. You don't need to go out.

Let Blood Disciple capture it for you. "

The Blood Immortal Sword said to Xiao Hei and then chased after the broken sword.

The broken sword didn't speed up. Instead, it turned around like a human and looked at the Blood Immortal Sword up and down. It seemed to be thinking that there weren't such two strange swords in the ancient sword tomb.

"Haha, surrender for me!"

The Blood Immortal sneered and urged the sword to rush at the broken sword and cut it down without hesitation.

The Blood Immortal was very satisfied with his sword. In his opinion, this sword was enough to smash the seemingly ordinary and even broken broken sword into pieces.

But soon, the Blood Immortal's face became very stiff. Then, he flew back and screamed. The whole sword seemed very dim.

Buzz!

The broken sword screamed as if it was angry. Suddenly, the sword light storm around it became more terrifying. Then, the broken sword suddenly rushed out and slashed at the Blood Immortal as fast as light.

"So fast!"

Zhuowen's eyes narrowed. The broken sword looked ordinary, but when it attacked, it was so terrifying.

The Blood Immortal screamed and cried. She also felt the threat of death and kept retreating.

Bang!

The Thunder Fire Sword blocked the broken sword in front of the Blood Immortal.

The Thunder Fire Sword and the broken sword flew back dozens of meters at the same time, facing each other from a distance.

"Little Blood Disciple, you're by my side to assist me. This broken sword is not simple. Damn it, it's actually so terrifying!" Xiao Hei said with a serious look.

The Blood Immortal nodded weakly. After suffering a bit just now, this guy was much more obedient. He no longer dared to charge in front of the Thunder Fire Sword.

Of course, the Blood Immortal was cursing in her heart. She had been cursing Broken Sword for being a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Whoosh!

Xiao Hei let out a shrill cry. Like a sticky candy, she swept towards the broken sword.

However, Xiao Hei was very smart. She did not confront the broken sword head-on. Instead, she used guerilla warfare.

Ever since Xiao Hei used up all the thunder and fire energy given by Crape Myrtle Star Monarch in the Thunderfire Sword, this guy became a little timid. Once there was any sign of danger, it would not dare to go up and risk its life. Instead, it would let Zhuowen go first, and then it would follow.

Now, Xiao Hei was still adhering to this principle. She would delay this strange broken sword first. When Zhuowen caught up, she would leave it to Zhuowen.

Buzz! Buzz!

Buzz! Xiao Hei's shameless way of fighting made the broken sword extremely angry. The broken sword let out a shrill cry and burst out a terrifying sword Qi. Instantly, it blocked the Thunder Fire Sword's surroundings. Then, it turned into a sword light and swept towards the Thunder Fire Sword.

"Damn, this cunning guy …"

Xiao Hei cursed. However, there was nothing she could do. She could only face the sword light of the broken sword head-on.

Bang!

Terrifying sparks burst out. Then, Xiao Hei let out a shrill cry and flew backwards. The brilliance on the surface of her body became much dimmer.

The broken sword's body shook. Then, it stabilized itself and continued to rush towards the Thunder Fire Sword.

"Master …"

The Blood Immortal shouted. However, she shrank to the side. She did not have any intention of protecting her master.

At this moment, Zhuowen still swept forward. He slashed with the Glorious Purple Galaxy Divine Sword and performed the seventh move of the Destruction Sword Art, Sword Swimming Great Void.

The mysterious sword art turned into a purple light and blasted out.

To Zhuowen's surprise, the broken sword's casual slash had completely broken his sword art.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were resolute. He instantly shattered three hundred Divine Soul Galaxies. His enormous Divine Sense condensed into a single point and attached itself to the Soul Absorbing God Needle. Then, it turned into a beam of golden light and shot out, slamming heavily on the broken sword.

Bang!

The broken sword's movement stiffened. It was as if time had stopped.

Seeing this, Zhuowen's eyes lit up. He immediately took out the Heavenly Starry Sky Marrow and swallowed a drop. His Spiritual Soul recovered instantly. Then, he shattered 855 Divine Soul Galaxies again. His terrifying Soul Consciousness was applied to the Soul Absorbing God Needle again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhuowen shattered the Divine Soul Galaxies again and again and swallowed the Heavenly Starry Sky Marrow again and again. He repeated this ten times. The Soul Absorbing God Needle could not withstand the terrifying Soul Consciousness power and shattered into pieces for the tenth time.

The broken sword retreated again and again. Its body was even more damaged, and its aura became dispirited.

Zhuowen's eyes lit up with joy. He waved his right hand and a powerful Divine Force turned into a giant hand, grabbing the broken sword in the palm of his hand.

Then, Zhuowen used the Devouring of All Things to form a series of restrictions, completely grasping the struggling broken sword in his hand.

After putting away the broken sword, Zhuowen rushed out of the sword light storm.

"You're only at the third step of the Virtual Sky Realm. You're not qualified to own the ancient sword. Give it to me!"

Zhuo Wen had just flown out of the sword light storm when a sinister voice sounded out. Not far away, a middle-aged man was like a cheetah, swiftly and violently flashing over and attacking Zhuo Wen without the slightest hesitation.

At the same time, several figures rushed out from other directions and rushed toward Zhuowen. They also attacked Zhuowen to kill him. They had no intention of leaving him alive.

Because the broken sword in Zhuowen's hand was too shabby, there were not many cultivators who attacked him this time.

Even if they attacked, they were Virtual Sky Realm cultivators with ordinary cultivation. Those proud and powerful Virtual Sky Realm cultivators would not attack for such a shabby looking broken sword.

There were more than a dozen cultivators who attacked, and almost all of them attacked with killing intent. They had no intention of leaving Zhuowen alive.

Zhuowen's mouth was full of a sneer as he summoned 79 Golden No Beginning Devil Swords.

It was not worth Zhuowen to use all of his Golden No Beginning Devil Swords to deal with more than a dozen Virtual Sky Realm cultivators with low cultivation.

Puchi!

Puchi!

The 79 Golden No Beginning Devil Swords drew mysterious trajectories in the void and constantly intertwined to form a terrifying vortex of killing intent. None of the cultivators who rushed over were spared by this vortex of killing intent. They were all strangled into a bloody mist and couldn't be more dead.

The area around Zhuo Wen was covered in a rain of blood. Zhuo Wen's divine power formed a barrier around him, blocking the falling rain of blood. It looked extremely strange and terrifying.

Zhuowen's attack immediately shocked many of the surrounding cultivators.

The cultivators who originally planned to attack all stopped, not daring to act rashly.

After all, the broken sword in Zhuowen's hand was really ordinary. There was no need to offend such an expert for such a broken sword.

Di Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhuowen again. He muttered to himself, "It seems like Yao Xiong is right. This child is not simple. His strength is not weak and his Divine Soul is so strong. This time, my chances of winning the Luoshen Palace are much higher."

Zhuowen sat cross-legged on a rock with the broken sword across his knees. His divine sense silently extended into the broken sword.

He felt that this broken sword was not ordinary. After all, when he was chasing after this broken sword, it had controlled the sword light storm to stop him. It was as if this broken sword was the king of countless ancient swords and none of the other ancient swords dared to disobey it.

Zhuowen scanned the broken sword inside and out. Suddenly, he stopped at the broken part of the broken sword.

There was an extremely inconspicuous small hole at the broken part.

This small hole was extremely dark and seemed to be unfathomably deep. It was difficult to detect the bottom.

Zhuowen's divine sense explored this small hole for a few dozen breaths. Suddenly, his expression became serious.

This was because at the end of the small hole, he felt a spatial barrier.

Zhuowen was all too familiar with this spatial barrier. This was because the entrance to Devour's inner world had a similar spatial barrier.

Zhuowen knew what it meant to have such a spatial barrier at the end of the small hole. It meant that on the other side of the spatial barrier, there was a small world.

Zhuowen did not expect this broken sword to have a small world inside. Could it be that the Ancient Sword Saint King had left something behind in this small world?

Thinking of this, Zhuowen's divine sense moved slightly. Suddenly, it passed through the spatial barrier and entered the other side of the barrier.

This space was pitch-black and empty. The only thing in this pitch-black space was probably a huge, irregular rock that was at least 85 meters in size standing in the center of this pitch-black space.

In the middle of the stone, there was a sentence written in seal script.

Zhuowen looked at it and found that what was written on the stone was a powerful Sword Manipulation Technique.

Moreover, this Sword Manipulation Technique was not about controlling one divine sword, but thousands of divine swords. This Sword Manipulation Technique was called Rain of Thousand Swords.

It was said that once one learned this Rain of Thousand Swords, they would be able to control 4,444 ancient swords forged by the Ancient Sword Saint King.

The reason why the Ancient Sword Saint King had worked tirelessly to forge so many ancient swords was actually because of this Rain of Thousand Swords.

This stone also recorded that the Rain of Thousand Swords was not created by the Ancient Sword Saint King. He had obtained it by accident.

It was precisely because of this Thousand Sword Rain's sword controlling technique that the Ancient Sword Sacred King was able to rise so quickly and eventually become the strongest person in the Far West Land. Even in the entire Great Brahma Domain, he was still an incredible expert.

Zhuowen's eyes narrowed slightly, but his heart was beating fast.

Although he had not finished reading, he could already feel the terror of this Sword Manipulation Technique.

Just think about it. If one could control 4,444 divine swords, and each of them was of the highest quality, one could imagine how terrifying the power of so many divine swords would be.

"I must learn this Sword Manipulation Technique …"